From the moment Pepsi launches into her new household it's clear that she is disruptive, definitely NOT house-trained and boy can she slobber!
"Pepsi poked her head out. She looked at the last sausage still sitting on the carpet, and licked her lips. In a flash, Pepsi bounced out, grabbed the sausage and scurried backwards into her hidey-hole.
There was a loud slurp.
Then a burp."
Pepsi's left a trail of destruction in her wake and Rosie's mum has had enough.
Will Rosie have to say goodbye to Pepsi?
About the Author
Sandi Parsons is at heart a Book Nerd. A children's librarian/Book Warrior by day, she sings along to Cyndi Lauper songs (rather badly) while posting pictures of her disgracefully behaved blue heeler, Pepsi Parsons, in her free time. Sandi considers her guardianship of gifted lungs one of her many victories in her ongoing battle with Cystic Fibrosis. She lives in Western Australia with her husband and a 'To Be Read' pile of books so high that they frequently threaten to cause a book-a-launch.